after this tweet on tuesday, i owe you guys a full story. with pictures (or it didn’t happen, right bob?). so here. an illustrated story.
i had a junior league meeting tuesday night and as such, needed to take some baked goods. not sure why i bother because those women don’t believe in carbs, but still, i am known to bake some mighty delicious sweets on occasion. and it’s always nice to unwind from weeks of hell exams by cooking.
so i preheat the oven as normal and mix together my delicious mississippi mud brownies. most will be sad, lonely little brownies, left uneaten at the carb-haters not-so-anonymous meeting.
everything is fine, but then i open the oven and am greeted by this:
(pretend the door is open).
they’re not necessarily flames, but rather a FIREBALL that attacked my face. see:
so i throw the brownie pan on the counter and run to make sure my face isn’t on fire. all i could smell was burnt human and i was beyond terrified that i was actually on fire. thankfully i wasn’t, so i ran to check that the oven wasn’t on fire. it wasn’t, but the stench of gas was overwhelming and i was terrified the whole thing was about to blow.
i run outside, call my dad (yes, i’m 24 and still call my father with every imaginable issue) and landlord. my landlord came over and we called the fire department who sent three trucks and every on-duty (and three off-duty) firefighters. (it’s a small town). they checked to make sure there wasn’t a gas leak (they used an awesomesauce infrared camera) and that i was okay. the best part? several of them were rather dreamy.
(NB: yes, i really am this pale.)
unfortunately, the burny smell was my hair. specifically, my bangs, my eyebrows, and my eyelashes (seriously—they’re split at the ends and super crispy). i conditioned my hair for 20 minutes this morning, so hopefully it’ll be okay, but it looks awful.
a few of the firefighters were wicked cute, unfortunately our place looked like a frat house because of the post-exam bender mild celebration combined with the fact we don’t clean during exams (don’t judge, i’m studying in the lawbrary 15 hours a day and can’t bear to clean when i get home).
so now i’m brainstorming for how to get them out to my house again. cat in the tree won’t work as we don’t have a cat. suggestions welcome.